[ Nathaniel positions himself between her and the few remaining 'spawn, picking them off quickly. He takes a moment, focusing on his Warden senses. He can't sense any more darkspawn for the moment, and for that he's grateful.
With that he whirls on Merida, steadying her with one hand while his other fishes a roll of bandages from a pouch on his belt. ]
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With that he whirls on Merida, steadying her with one hand while his other fishes a roll of bandages from a pouch on his belt. ]
Let me see. How badly are you hurt?